The central building shook before an overwhelming power, as if the structure itself were being challenged by cosmic forces. The entrance gate, unable to withstand the pressure, exploded into a shower of scattered pieces. A figure was thrown out like a kite whose strings had been cut, gasping and expelling blood in its trajectory. The figure’s body collided violently with the ground, which gave way under the impact, creating a deep crack with the earth rising.
Slow steps, coming from inside the building while approaching, reverberated in the eerie silence within the village. The earth settled, and an old figure with his clothes stained with his own blood stood up with a cold and sinister look.
The elder looked in the direction of the steps and saw seven men approaching with empty gazes, all their Qi at the end of the Foundation Establishment Realm released, sparing nothing. Before, the elder was completely focused with his Qi inside Anfi, and his body had few defenses. Still, he was at the eighth level of the Core Formation Realm; he spit a lot of blood, but there were no bones or internal damage. It was just a weak blow he received with low defenses.
Anzo observed Anfi in the midst of that group. How could this have happened? He wondered with regret. However, his astonishment increased even more when the seven men revealed seven black sabers. The weapons emitted a strange aura, completely different from anything he had ever witnessed. The seven quickly surrounded the elder in a circle, while Anzo, in a state of shock, pondered how to save his grandson.
Suddenly, the smell of blood permeated the air, awakening the elder from his stupor. He noticed something akin to a rune illuminating on the blades of the seven men, while multiple laws of the world seemed to intertwine and converge on these young disciples.
"What the hel-" the elder murmured but was interrupted when he felt his heart stop abruptly, overtaken by the scene he witnessed.
The metal of the sabers seemed to grow black roots along their blades. Suddenly, dozens of these sinister roots appeared, snaking along the arms of the men wielding the sabers. In a grotesque display, the roots penetrated their skins, extending like voracious tentacles into their bodies.
In a matter of seconds, the dreadful fusion was complete. The sabers seemed to have become a direct extension of their bodies, intertwining inextricably. Metal and flesh now formed a single distorted entity, and the smell of blood permeated the air even more, accentuating the hideous scene unfolding before him.
This elder had lived for five hundred years and thought he had seen everything or had knowledge of what he hadn’t seen. But that ghastly fusion frightened him deeply, not for their appearance, but for the bloody and dense Qi emanating from the seven. Their power had multiplied several times!
’As powerful as this may be, maybe they can only fight against someone at most on the second level of the Core Formation Realm... there are seven, but they don’t pose any danger.’ He thought, but he didn’t feel relieved. ’The cost of this power... Anfi!!’ Anzo became extremely furious. His grandson’s life must be hanging by a thread in exchange for this power.
Anzo took a deep breath, focusing on eliminating the six men and capturing his grandson. Nothing else mattered; he needed to end everything quickly. At that moment, all seven burst forth with momentum, filling the space with the vibration of their powers. The elder laughed, releasing all the Qi from his core into his body. However, as soon as he gave the order, a violet Qi chain manifested, obstructing the release of his own power.
Stunned, Anzo felt the abnormality, while death loomed over him like a scythe close to the throat. His grandson? It no longer mattered; his life now came first. He exploded with all his strength, breaking the restraints in his core.
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A wave of power, loaded with the full force of the core, made the world lose color. Not even another elder of the same cultivation, receiving this power directly, would emerge unscathed; these youths would become bloody mists immediately. In the same second, the elder clearly perceived the lives of the seven fading away with sorrow. However, a piercing pain hit his being, and blood rose in his throat.
When the wave of power dissipated, Anzo saw the bloody mist being swept away, but a giant black blade was thrust directly into his chest.
He spat out a mouthful of blood along with part of his internal organs. "How?" He murmured with bloodshot eyes.
He was seriously injured, but it was nowhere near enough to kill him. He simply pulled the giant blade from his chest, spat out more blood, and was shocked to realize that it was the amalgamation of all seven sabers.
"What a devilish and sinister technique..." Anzo spoke, but soon thought that he could at least study it and gain something. It was at that moment he noticed movement all around the village.
He squinted; all the villagers had come out of their homes. But he didn’t give any orders. Why did they come out? Then, he felt a dozen peasants exiting the central building. Surprisingly, those were beings who would be used for refining the treasure underground.
"What the hell is happening?"
He spoke dryly, then felt several fluctuations surrounding him. Shortly after, as if they had emerged from nowhere, about 18 auras appeared. The elder only saw a violet veil dissipate around them and seemed to understand with his experience the abnormality of it.
’This is... mental power?’ He thought, frightened, and tried to circulate Qi in his body. But in that second, he spat out another mouthful of blood and his internal organs.
Fierce auras rose to the sky and confined the elder at the center like a prison. He looked at everyone and recognized, almost jumping, the fifteen women... but... their appearances were quite different; their skin was grayish, and their presence was eerie and cold. Spears, swords, and sabers emerged from all of them, even a little girl was there with a bone saber as tall as her.
"It seems like I was completely led and deceived by you all." He murmured, realizing that their weapons emanated the same abnormality as the sabers wielded by his grandson and the other men.
Then, he grinned, with teeth and eyes dripping blood. "Do you think you’re going to kill me? Hahahahahahha."
"Fell into this trap and got injured; indeed, I have less than 10% of my power to use. But only with you all? Hahahahahahha."
Everyone just looked at him with extreme concentration, without any reaction. Their confidence in themselves was as firm as steel. The leader’s orders were to finish Anzo off quickly while Alm and Bruno went underground. Yet, now the women were being underestimated? The women didn’t dislike it. Alm and Bruno taught them very well that being underestimated was a huge advantage. So, everything would be easier, they all thought.
With this will made of steel and confidence, it also brought pride and inflated ego together. They all stood still, waiting for the elder to laugh; the satisfaction of beating a powerful enemy after he spoke so much made them feel a burning fire within. Little did they know that Anzo was just pretending.
Meanwhile, the whale descended into the depths of the underground towards the awaiting treasure while keeping their senses on the fight, feeling through the earth with their bloodline. Then, Goku immediately sensed an abnormality. These youths were very inexperienced and were easily deceived by the elder.
"IDIOTS, ATTACK!!!" The whale shouted with all his Qi from underground in extreme fury.
The entire village heard the thunderous cry, and the seventeen women, plus Almin, jumped incredulously. Yet, it was too late; the elder bought enough time, and with the little Qi left, he shot a rune towards the sea. In the next second, the sea roiled, and reinforcements were summoned!